gnawing hunger
i can hear you breathe
through the walls

drinking you in
amongst a cacophony
of eyes and teeth
all blended into a gargantuan splash
that hits my skin
faster
than a wave on the shore

don’t cry little bird

let me hold your bones in my arms

absorb all of the doubt and sadness expelling from your eyes

and even though i might be lying

everything will be okay little bird

despite the small time

and the cold nights half-sleeping

i still enjoy it

my empty stomach has been ringing and twisting for two days now

you finally proved to me that you’ve been floating outside of my perimeter

instead nestling inside where i’ll keep you safe

and rather than hauling you down and drowning you

in the depths of my anger and insecurity

i punish my empty stomach that’s been ringing and twisting for two days now

the string of thoughts that runs through my mind is longer than the hair caught between our lips

i run long strands of golden blonde across your open lips, as you burry me in olive colored skin and white bones

you asked me to cut your hair

i cut you until you called me beautiful